"You can. As long as you let her go now, I'll agree to any demands you have."
That would be great.
They had just earned a million from their employer, and were already worrying about how to split it among the brothers. Who knew they would encounter such a generous man?
Asking him for five million without batting an eye. Their luck was too good this year.
The brothers exchanged a look, their joy palpable.
"Come here, get in the car with us."
"If you want me to release her, it's easy. Once the money is in my account, you can leave in minutes."
Zhan Beijue looked at them expressionlessly, "Let her go first. If you're afraid I'll trick you out of the money, I'll switch places with her."
"Let her go. I'll transfer the money to you in the car slowly. No matter how much you ask for, it's fine."
They would switch places?
No matter how much they asked for, it was fine?
Seeing Zhan Beijue's unusual attire, everyone knew he was no ordinary person and definitely had plenty of money.
Faced with such immense profit, the employer's mere million in full payment, and the remaining fifty thousand, seemed insignificant.
Almost instantly, everyone was swayed by Zhan Beijue's words.
Four men emerged from the car, flocking to Zhan Beijue's side and thoroughly searching him from head to toe.
Confirming that he only had a phone and car keys, and no offensive weapons, they nodded at the men threatening Jiang Nanfang.
The two withdrew their hands, shoved Jiang Nanfang aside together, and quickly walked to Zhan Beijue with their knives.
"Get in the car."
"Don't think about playing any tricks. If you break your promise and deceive us, we'll make sure you have a very unpleasant death."
Zhan Beijue appeared as if he was going to work rather than to his death. He calmly and steadily looked at them, offering no resistance.
Thus, six people surrounded him, and Jiang Nanfang watched as he was shoved into the minivan.
The car sped away, and the cold wind blew against her face again.
Zhan Beijue had been taken away.
Taken away by bad guys.
As the "enemy" who caused her child's death, at this moment, someone was going to deal with him for her, making him miserable. Jiang Nanfang should be happy.
But...
Looking at the battered rear of the car, Jiang Nanfang didn't hesitate and immediately dialed the emergency number.
Her ingrained sense of morality wouldn't allow her to burn bridges or kick someone when they were down, even though she truly hated Zhan Beijue.
Rather than making him miserable through despicable means, she preferred to make him admit his mistakes sincerely through her own efforts.
Zhan Beijue's kidnapping was definitely a major event in Nancheng.
Soon, a special task force was formed to rescue him.
Jiang Nanfang cooperated fully with the identification, while the police blocked all traffic arteries in Nancheng and reviewed surveillance footage from the incident and along the route.
Everyone was highly tense, skipping dinner and maintaining a city-wide alert.
Finally, after more than six hours of waiting, around midnight, good news arrived.
The vehicle that had abducted Zhan Beijue was found on a secluded road heading towards a small town outside Nancheng.
However, the vehicle had overturned into a roadside drainage ditch. The perpetrators had all fled, and Zhan Beijue was seriously injured and being sent to the hospital.
Seriously injured? Being sent to the hospital?
What kind of good news was this?
Upon hearing this, Jiang Nanfang immediately recalled the news she had seen about Zhan Beijue and the children being in an accident. Her heart was instantly clenched, and she gasped for air in pain.
How could this happen?
Wasn't he Zhan Beijue?
Wasn't he the god of Nancheng, an omnipotent person?
Why, why had he been having so many accidents recently?
Seriously injured? Would he die?
If he did, wouldn't that be considered dying for her?
If so...
Jiang Nanfang was sent to the hospital by staff members, lost in a flurry of anxious thoughts and mixed emotions.
Naturally, A Zhong had also arrived at the hospital.
Standing beside him, of course, were Zhou Jinbei and Madam Zhan.
The two had clearly just woken up, their faces bare, and their hair down.
But even so, after hearing about her son's accident, Madam Zhan had anxiously dressed herself elegantly and gracefully.
She wore a high-necked sweater in dark purple, paired with a black knee-length skirt, and a black mink velvet coat.
At a glance, she appeared exceptionally dignified and noble in the pale hospital setting.
But that was only on the surface.
The dignified and noble woman's composure instantly crumbled the moment she saw Jiang Nanfang appear.
Before Zhou Jinbei and A Zhong could react, she pushed Zhou Jinbei's hand away and stormed towards Jiang Nanfang.
"You bitch, how dare you show your face here? What are you doing here? Seeing that A Jue hasn't been completely ruined by you yet, are you here to deal another blow to him?!"
As Jiang Nanfang entered the emergency room corridor, she was met with a barrage of scolding from Madam Zhan, making her feel utterly speechless.
"..."
"Since you met him, tell me! How much bad luck has A Jue encountered?"
"First, he divorced at a young age. Then, a year after the divorce, without even verifying if the child was illegitimate, he became a single father!"
"He was soft-hearted and raised the child alone. Just when he finally managed to raise the child, you came back to stir up trouble for them!"
"He had a car accident not long ago, and his lungs haven't recovered yet. Today, he got into trouble again because he was saving you!"
"I only have this one son! Everything I've done in my life is for him! I cherished him like he would melt in my mouth and feared he would break in my hands! I never let him suffer!"
"After raising him so painstakingly and making him so outstanding, he's been tossed around by you!"
"You bitch, get out! He might be soft-hearted and easy to bully, but I'm not! You jinx, stay away from my son from now on!"
"If something happens to my son today, if even the slightest thing goes wrong, you'll have to answer to me!"
As she spoke, Madam Zhan became increasingly agitated, even attempting to hit Jiang Nanfang.
Fortunately, there were enough staff members to block her on Jiang Nanfang's behalf.
"Madam Zhan, please don't get agitated. This is a hospital. Please be quiet."
"It's already quiet enough! If it weren't for the fact that my son is in emergency treatment, I would have called someone to drag her out and beat her up immediately!"
"... Madam Zhan, you shouldn't say that. This is a lawful society. Hitting someone is against the law."
"Whether it's lawful or not, if this damned woman dares to come near my son again, I'll use this old life to make her pay!"
"..."
Jiang Nanfang found herself feeling somewhat ridiculous.
On the way there, she had felt guilty and uneasy about Zhan Beijue's injury. But now, it seemed...
He had a mother who loved him, a cousin who cared about him, subordinates who were loyal to him, and police officers who were worried sick about him.
Everyone was wholeheartedly concerned about him. She, his ex-wife, and moreover, an ex-wife who was disliked by his mother, why was she here to join the commotion?
If he wasn't dead, she wouldn't have the right to worry about him.
If he died, she wouldn't have the right to mourn him.
She, who wasn't even allowed to enter the door, had come to join the commotion, and deserved to be scolded.
Thinking this, Jiang Nanfang didn't intend to retort even though Madam Zhan was scolding her so fiercely.
Sometimes, one deserved to be scolded to become clear-headed.
Being scolded was quite good.
She didn't know where Zhan Beijue was injured or how he was doing later.
Thus, after enduring a scolding, Jiang Nanfang returned home alone.